"That's kind of interesting......" Beard smiled playfully when he saw the little word 'rampage' on Duobao's head...... Then, this time, he learned from Duobao, stood there with his arms outstretched, and only used the most basic defense, and he didn't even reach the defense level just two times, this attitude made the onlookers in front of the big screen suddenly talk about it......

Duobao's attack this time did not work, although this attack of his poured all his heart and soul into it, although the power of this attack had reached the attack of the saint...... However, after all, it was almost there, and what was worse was the wisp of purple qi that he didn't get at the beginning! The spiritual realm has always been a place of outstanding individuals as its name suggests, and there is never a shortage of geniuses, but there is a lack of opportunities...... Sometimes, it's not that you can get what you want by working hard, hard work can make you take 999 steps, but the most important last step is not what you can take...... The end of the world is close at hand, and that's the truth......

Duobao is a hard-working genius, he is good at everything - he is a saint's apprentice, and his heels are also very spiritual creatures of heaven and earth, and his cultivation is also very smooth. In short, there is only one opportunity he lacks, the opportunity to become holy! This opportunity is very important, if he got it in the first place, then this attack will be the attack of the saint, and it will break Bilder's defenses, right?

He didn't even break the enemy's defenses with a thunderous blow...... Duobao silently swallowed the blood that was about to vomit out of his mouth, he couldn't show weakness, because ...... He's going to have to die at the hands of Beard to get the result he wants, right? The curse...... Now that he knows that the other party is so strong, he has to complete that curse......

"Amitabha. It seems that the ability of the poor monk is not good...... Donor, it's your turn, send the poor monk to see Maitreya, otherwise ......" Duobao said with a smile, "Next time, the poor monk will rely on you like a dog's skin plaster!" Wouldn't that be troublesome? Therefore, it is better to give the poor monk ......"

"Monk, don't say more, you're very good, but you're a quasi-saint who can send out an attack like the one just now. Tell you the truth. Your attack was successful - what you lacked was that you weren't a saint. So there's no way your attack can hurt me. Why did the saints regard all the saints as ants? The answer to this question is simple, that is, the saints will not hurt the saints at all. Beard said with emotion, "This setting is really good. If it was before. I'm still worried that the ants will bite and die, and something like that will happen......"

"I see...... "Duobao sighed. Wouldn't this be the victory of the Netherworld in the first place? It's not fair, it's not fair! It's not fair!! However, this world is inherently unfair. So, maybe he shouldn't expect too much, what he should do is not to expect fairness, but to accept any unfair settings, right?

"Alright, it's time for me to do it...... I don't know why you have to die at my hands, but I've always been a person who doesn't like to see others have a good time, so ...... You won't die, that's my promise, are you happy or unhappy when you hear me say that? Beard said maliciously, "But I should be happier, right?" It's better to live than to die at any time, so I'm a good person......"

'Beard, it doesn't matter if you're a good person or not, because you don't know my current physical condition, I'm at the end of my rope, as long as you attack me, I'm now, but I can only stand strong.' Duobao glanced at Bild with complicated eyes, it was about to end, the moment he forcibly launched an attack comparable to that of a saint, it was doomed to his current situation, but he did not regret it.

Bilder, of course, knew that Duobao was at the end of his rope, because he could see that Duobao had only a little blood strip left...... Controlling his own blood strip in a state of checkmate is really admirable...... Beard thinks about how hard he should use it. What if as soon as he touches the other person, the other person falls and is killed by the inertial force of the fall? So, although it's a bit shameful, but for the sake of victory, let's use that method......

Beard's so-called solution is ...... He walked over slowly, his movements were very gentle, and then he smiled brightly at Duobao, and in Duobao's puzzled and even shocked expression, he picked up Duobao - a princess with a standard posture, if it is placed on a handsome man and a beautiful woman, it is definitely eye-catching, but on these two people, it is not eye-catching but an eyesore......

Duobao was picked up, and his expression was blank for a moment...... When he was gently placed in the ring, he came to his senses and said with a wry smile: "I lost, it's really ...... to have someone like you as an enemy It's hard to know where to start......"

Weld smiled and said, "I feel helpless to have an enemy like you...... Alright, referee, let's count the seconds. ”

Servant No. 22 trotted over, and then, just as he was about to count the seconds, Duobao shook his head and said with a wry smile: "I just said it, I admit defeat...... I couldn't even move my feet with the attack that a saint could only use just now...... So, you win, and it is beautiful to win. "Losing is losing, and there's no need to let others waste time for seconds.

"The victor is the Netherworld, 'the only one in the world'!" Servant Twenty-Two excitedly announced. Her whole being exuded a kind of happiness from the bottom of her heart, not because of the victory of the Netherworld, but because she had finally survived, and it was so wonderful that she was going to be touched by her good luck.

And just like that, the fourth game ended with the cheerful voice of Servant Twenty-two.

――――I am the dividing line of cuteness――――

Unlike the happiness of the servant No. 22, when Duobao was carried out by the lamp, what he saw was a silent group of people...... It's not that everyone doesn't want to see Duobao, but because they suddenly learned that the enemy's final boss was so strong, everyone was overshadowed in their hearts, so the scene was so heavy.

"Amitabha, the poor monk did his best." Duobao smiled helplessly, "Beard, he is not only powerful, but also his combat intuition and control ability can be called perverted...... At this time, there is no bad meaning of the term 'perverted', so in fact, this sentence is a compliment...... In fact, no matter what kind of perversion it is, it is actually a compliment in a sense...... (To be continued......)